Putting his hand in to feel thousands… tens of
thousands of pink blue and bright yellow pills.
“The smoothness of Adderall… the power of
Vyvanse… and the rock-bottom price of Ritalin…
these are the world’s most perfect hybrids my friend.”
Both hovering over this teeming box like it’s a cure
for cancer or something.
“The less you know the better”, Cecil assures.
Calculating those ‘Princeton’ profits in his head.
“Trust me Edo… I mean it.”
Edo needs to sit down.
Higher learning today is a $50,000 annual investment…
which is hardly chump change. Students know it and
Parents know it – and for any student who wants to fight
back against this smothering competition… Study Drugs
are the only way.
Edo Aaron Singer really needs to sit down.
“I’m giving you a hundred packs to start so you can load
up your dealers”, Cecil rhythmically fills.
Without Grandma Ely Edo would be just another spoiled
trust-fund kid; now he makes his money off of them.
“That should last me three days.”
The DEA has no clue… none at all.
“Ok two hundred packs then… that should last you the week.”
The first pill is always free in Edo’s business.